a long time ago, we used to be friends
Is it bad that I've managed to forget that it is June the 10th not June the 11th for the past few hours? Somehow my brain just blocks out the fact that, yes, there is school tomorrow, regardless of how un-schooly it's going to be. And I have this urge to pack for Elise's party and I freak out every five minutes or so because I 'haven't wrapped her presents!' So yeah. My brain is quite obviously on something.
I think this is the first time I've ever wanted to get out of school.
No, no, that's a lie. I don't want to get out of school. I want to get out of the kind of school with tests and bitchy girls (and boys) and stupid teachers and stupid people in general, but I don't want to get out of the school with Asia and Biology and, hell, even it's English and friends and awesome teachers. I enjoy those things, and I won't have them all next year. And that is actually making me sad. So yeah. I'm not sure if I'll be excited or sad tomorrow, just as a heads up.
SPEAKING OF TOMORROW [/awkward transition], tomorrow is my birthday as no doubt most of you know (? if you got the e-mail notification like I do every. single. time. someone's birthday is coming up or they get a virtual gift. I DON'T CARE IF _____ GOT A BOX OF CANDY FROM _____, THANK YOU VERY MUCH!). Apparently my family and I are going to Panera to celebrate. Should be a party!
NOTE TO LOCAL FRIENDS: Are any of you going to Elise's shinding driving past/through Bedford? My parents both work so I have no ride home, and my parents are willing to wave the whole 'no people driving you who haven't been driving for __ months/years' thing if they don't have to force my brother to drive me.
Thank you, and goodnight.
I think this is the first time I've ever wanted to get out of school.
No, no, that's a lie. I don't want to get out of school. I want to get out of the kind of school with tests and bitchy girls (and boys) and stupid teachers and stupid people in general, but I don't want to get out of the school with Asia and Biology and, hell, even it's English and friends and awesome teachers. I enjoy those things, and I won't have them all next year. And that is actually making me sad. So yeah. I'm not sure if I'll be excited or sad tomorrow, just as a heads up.
SPEAKING OF TOMORROW [/awkward transition], tomorrow is my birthday as no doubt most of you know (? if you got the e-mail notification like I do every. single. time. someone's birthday is coming up or they get a virtual gift. I DON'T CARE IF _____ GOT A BOX OF CANDY FROM _____, THANK YOU VERY MUCH!). Apparently my family and I are going to Panera to celebrate. Should be a party!
NOTE TO LOCAL FRIENDS: Are any of you going to Elise's shinding driving past/through Bedford? My parents both work so I have no ride home, and my parents are willing to wave the whole 'no people driving you who haven't been driving for __ months/years' thing if they don't have to force my brother to drive me.
Thank you, and goodnight.